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Robert Wu and the Two Mean Maggots

The other one maggots watched while Big Maggot put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Maggot. "Just you watch!"

Big Maggot pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from jelly babies. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Maggot started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of jelly babies, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Maggot.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Maggot never finished eating the front door made from jelly babies and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Maggot stepped up, and approached the house made from fruit gums.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Maggot. "Just you watch!"

Average Maggot pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from fruit gums. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After a while, Average Maggot started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a maggot!" said Average Maggot.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Maggot, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the maggot away under his arm.

Average Maggot never finished eating the front door made from fruit gums and Donkey remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Donkey."

"Not so fast," said Robert. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from sprouts. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the maggots. He won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Robert.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Donkey back."

Robert ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from sprouts and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite. He quickly devoured the whole piece.

Robert sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Robert. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Robert's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from sprouts. Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Robert was down to the final piece of the door made from sprouts. Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. He finished his final course. Robert had eaten the entire front door of the house made from sprouts.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little boy won fair and square. Now hand over Donkey or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.

Robert hurried over and grabbed Donkey, checking that his favourite toy was all right. Fortunately, Donkey was unharmed.

Robert thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Bob. It was starting to get dark.

When Robert got to Bob's house, his threw his arms around him.

"I was so worried!" cried Bob. "You are very late."

As Robert described his day, he could tell that Bob didn't believe him. So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Bob.

Robert unwrapped a doorknob made from jelly babies. "Pudding!" he said.

Bob almost fell off his chair.

The End

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This is just Hansel and Gretel lol, but even weirder